By Kyle Swenson January 17, 2013

Knee-deep in muddy water, Jimmy Ferguson swings a homemade piece of bent metal through the depths. With the midday sun beating down, the gangly ginger is sweating through his camo shirt and matching ­safari hat. He carefully scans the surface, reading twitches in the current for signs of life slithering below. With schools of fish darting through the pool, he knows he's standing in the middle of a natural... More >>>